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Demise
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Blah I opened up my mouth
To explain
But the words that came out
Just seemed to hurt as much
As the ones that got me in trouble
Because it seems
That's all I'm ever destined to do
Is hurt you
And hurt me
And hurt-dare I say-
Us
At least, what is left of us
Because it's all gone
After the debacle of my life
Decided to play itself out in my mind
And out onto the screen that I was writing on
Hoping that somehow I would come across with the right words
Yet only finding the wrong ones
That eventually lead to my demise.
July 8, 2002
